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The Soured Ground
02:43
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We have infested the earth,
Just like rats, we birth and birth.
Hope that soon we erase ourselves,
and spend the rest of time burning in hell.
We are a plague, worthless vermin,
We are rotting, we are decaying.
There is no cure for what we've done.
No more light, everything is gone.
A clean slate free of disgust,
the world will heal, free of us.
We wait for the sound, one by one, we lay on the ground.
I can't wait to fade away, if I could I'd fade today
this is the lowest I can go, I hope I don't see tomorrow.
When I go will I be forgotten? When my body returns to the earth.
Asleep forever, never to be found, my rotten blood will sour the ground.
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Tomb of The Rotten
03:13
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Sleep
This hole, where I sleep,
I close my eyes, but I don't dream.
Day by day my soul detaches, whilst my mortal form collapses.
There are no answers to the questions I ask,
Still got the knife from when you stabbed me in the back.
I do not breathe in this upside down,
I eat the blood that soaks in the ground.
I am encompassed by decay, slowly wither into nothing.
As I feed until the end of days.
The body aches with this slow decay
The skin peels away. The skin peels away.
For all the pain I have caused, I lay awake while my body rots.
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Hopeless Void
02:34
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May I try? I’m sorry that it took so long,
I ground my teeth, tried to move it along.
No use explaining, things I already know,
Soon I'll be going there, where I don't want to go.
Gaze up to a cloudless sky, to a sun that never shines,
I wait for your words, I wait for your words.
Hopeless Void.
My mind is tilting, I slip away.
My conscience drifting, this is my pain.
Don't you want to know what it’s like?
To choke somebody until they die
Just look them in the eyes.
Don't say a word, while you take their life.
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Senseless
03:28
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Bound teeth, wrapped in flesh, dipped in salt, tied with hair.
Hung from the rafters, circle a field of clovers.
Rest by the water, come forth devil's daughter.
Take my hand, show me the lake?
With the wretched I wade in the grass.
Feet in the soil, we are the last.
There is something coming from the shadows.
There is something down below.
Head in the water, feet on the shore,
Drowned like a dog. She was drowned like a whore.
Buried with a bag over her head.
They tore out her eyes, after she was dead.
We need her name, her name is what binds her.
Without her name we will never find her.
Speak her name five times in the mirror. We have to burn her before we kill her.
Oh deathless mother, I await for you to wake and grant me freedom from this world I hate.
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Done In UK
Done In was spawned when vocalist Curtis Robinson (Wraiths,) and Guitarist Joe Clements (Dead Moon Lizard Kings) joined forces with the sole intention of creating something morbid and destructive. Soon after they were joined by bassist Dale Husband (Wraiths), drummer Thomas Clarke (Pariah) and guitarist Luke Thomson. Succumb to the doctrine. ... more
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